One and Only

The picture shows me at a darkened hour,

Feeling slightly more than a little bit sour.

The doorbell cries its tinkling rings,

Bringing in the God of all things.

He stands tall- a little taller than 6 foot 3,

The equivalent of a young budding tree.

He looks at me through warm blue eyes,

It was him- my one and only from all the guys.

Striding over to where I sat,

His gaze flicked over the multi-coloured mat.

Smiling at his hesitation,

I noted the sudden chest deflation.

My mood had lifted from the floor,

The world was not so dull anymore.

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This is about someone real, and for anybody who has ever felt this way or loved someone so much that they would do anything, I know how you feel!

Nat x x x